H is Hard

This letter stumped me. I got so many good suggestions and with each of them I couldn’t string coherent thoughts together.

So, here are a few random, disjointed thoughts on all of them (thank you to all who sent suggestions… I can’t believe you’re still here reading this drivel but I’m super happy that you are ❤️😁)..

Hugs: This pandemic is hell for people like me who show their affection physically. I am a hugger and it’s hard for me to not even be able to touch the hands of those I love. As soon as this crap is over, I’m hugging everyone. It’s gonna get weird.

Hamza: My sweet boy. I could dedicate a whole month on its own to him, but I wouldn’t know where to start. He’s proof that you don’t need to experience childbirth to experience motherhood. He always wants to talk to me and when he sleeps over, bed time has a ritual – brushing teeth, nighttime duahs and a conversation before he dozes off. Whenever I ask him how much he loves me, the answer is always “to infinity” ❤️

Humour: I discovered Big Bang Theory during Lockdown… And then my mom discovered it with me. And now the most humorous part of my day is watching it with her and hearing her laugh at the sex jokes 🙈🤣

Hope: right now, mine is that I have something more interesting to write about for “I” and that you guys will be back to read tomorrow 🙏😁